"Don't put all your hopes in the 'savior', let me carry the burden!" "Believe me, there is nothing to fear from Voldemort, he was never our true enemy!" Ethan Vincent, winner of the 2008 World War II Award
Times Square in 2024 was bustling with activity. Oliver, holding Hermione's hand tightly, weaved through the throng. All around, advertising screens flashed, and street performers captivated passersby.
Suddenly, Hermione stopped dead in her tracks, her gaze riveted by a giant screen. Oliver followed her gaze and saw footage from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. A familiar scene emerged: Harry's first time entering Hogwarts, the mysterious and majestic castle, and the fantastical opening ceremony.
"Oliver, look!" Hermione's eyes sparkled with excitement, and her voice rose unconsciously, "That's our world!"
Oliver smiled and squeezed her hand gently, "Yeah, I didn't expect to see it here." His thoughts drifted back to his time at Hogwarts, the days of flying on broomsticks, the novelty of learning magic spells in class, and the thrill of adventure with his friends.
People around also noticed the screen. Some stopped to watch, and occasionally a few comments could be heard.
"This movie is a classic, I love it so much." A young man exclaimed.
"That little boy must be Harry Potter. It feels so magical." A little girl held her mother's hand and stared at the screen without blinking.
Hermione listened intently, her face beaming with pride, as if she was showing Oliver her most treasured treasure.
"I really want to go back and take a look," Hermione said softly, her eyes full of nostalgia.
The story features only one female protagonist, Hermione, with a slow romance and a few minor quirks, and a lot of private plotting. Years later, facing the outstretched hand, this familiar scene reminded Abel Weasley of the night he rode his dragon out of Gringotts. Abel still vividly remembered the socially anxious old man he had known for only one day. He had given him the ability to use magic, and his dreams. Looking at the people around him, Abel recalled many people, and the words Dumbledore had said to him that night: "Abel, many years from now, will you regret picking up that wand?" Abel still remembered his own answer. Glancing at the crowd one last time, he grasped the hand's wrist. "My story ends here. Please continue on for us."
He was at Hogwarts, and had just become a Half-Blood Prince.
[Parent-generation; multiple female protagonists; no system]
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In 1976, 16-year-old Severus Snape welcomed a new life.
That year, Voldemort had not yet split his soul into seven pieces.
That year, Nagini was still hiding in the forests of Albania.
That year, Pandora was still doing wonderful experiments at Hogwarts.
That year, Ms. Rosmerta was in her prime and very graceful.
That year, Snape decided to experience this wonderful world.